I’m tired and I’m sad. It’s been a trying few days.
Generally I stay away from talking about things in the news. My voice adds nothing to the conversations and I do what I can day to day to fight the injustices of the world without trying to preach to others about what I try and do to make a difference. But things aren’t going well are they? George Floyd, the BLM movement, Aboriginal deaths in custody, Covid, recovery from bush fires, systemic prejudice in systems designed to protect and work for the very people they end up abusing.
I’m tired of it all. I don’t understand why we can’t place equal value on everyone and everything, why people seem to be okay with prejudice and climbing over others for the benefit of themselves. Surely the world becomes a better – and easier – place for everyone if we give each other a hand up rather that progressing by scrambling over others to be the tallest.
I realise I talk about such things from a place of privilege and what I can do is continue to educate myself, listen and try to pro-actively challenge people and systems that continue to perpetuate abuses. And when I say such things I am acutely aware of being tired is from working in such systems and seeing such events on the news – I don’t live it daily, I cannot imagine what it’s like.
I suppose I’m putting this out there to the 1 or 2 people that may accidentally float by this piece of internet space junk that is my blog and say to them that they matter and I’m one of the many who will strive to keep learning, to keep trying and to keep pro-actively making the world a more just and equal place.